IN BETH’S CUPBOARDS, I found what I needed in the form of a pestle and mortar, a jug, a sieve and a sewing kit. With them all set out beside my ingredients, I prepared to protect the pack.
It took a while to grind down the dragon’s blood resin. Once done, I put it into the jug and poured over a healthy dose of Russia’s finest, adding in Jess’s recommended dose of the gum Arabica. As that needed time to infuse, I turned my hand to a little jewellery making.
Burdock roots resembled fat sticks in their bought form. Sliced, they became nuggets. A stab of a skewer created a central hole and landed them the new title of beads. I pushed the red thread through an iron bead, tied a knot, and threaded it through a burdock root bead before tying another knot. I continued on. Iron, knot, burdock roo
